Tuesday, October 15, 2019
A young man walking down the sidewalk of a busy city street wearing a black business suit with a red undershirt and black tie, sighed as he watch people dancing, celebrating, and partying.
The reason for the celebrations is an old myth.
In the beginning, in the time before time, there existed four beings, the one who makes Creation, the corrupter Destruction, the giver Life, and the one who sleeps Death. The four siblings lived in the utter darkness known as the void.
After endless eons, the Youngest of the four, Creation, grew tired of the endless darkness and with the help of Life, decide to create something new, they called it the universe. Creation created the planets, stars, and galaxies while Life made the plants, animals, and angels.
When the second oldest, Destruction, learned of this they were enraged. Fealing the imbalance throughout all of existence threatens to awaken their eldest sibling, they introduce sin and evil into the hearts of angels. Resulting in them falling to earth to become human.
By the time Life and Creation found out it was already too late, angered by Destruction's actions they fought with their older sibling, sealing them away. The resulting battle had sent ripples through the void awakening the eldest and strongest of the four siblings, Death. Once Death had found out about the situation he banished them along with all that they made from the void with his last words to his siblings being a warning "At the end of days, when the last seal breaks my vessel will wage war on you and your toys and judge you for your crimes."
This was the legend passed down from generation to generation, many believe it to be nothing more than another creation story to explain things we do not understand. The reason why I bring this up is that despite whatever people choose to believe about this day it is celebrated every October 15th.
Walking down the street he comes to a stop at a tall skyscraper known as "Dominic's Tower." It was a big corporation that specialized in military technology and advancements in weaponry.
"Good morning, Mr. Leraza" The doorman greeted. I believe his name was Michael Rivers, his father is a friend of mine.
"Morning Michael," I nodded at him. "In about 15 minutes tell your father I want him to call all of the executives and tell them that they're fired, also use the tunnel system to evacuate the building" Michaels's father also happens to be the head of security.
Stepping into the elevator I press the button for the second-highest floor, 333. As the president and coo, I have the entire floor as my office.
Waiting for me outside of the elevator is my assistant, Lucy Addison. She is 5'7 with long black hair, and glasses wears a black business suit, and is a very serious and loyal type of person.
"What's new?" I ask as we walk down the empty halls to my desk.
"As you predicted Mr. Dominic was assassinated last night, the police wish to talk to you and there's a press conference in an hour," she informed me as she pushed her glasses up.
"I'm assuming they're waiting in my office?"
"Correct"
"let's get this over with," I used my right hand to push open the oak wood doors to my office.
in the middle of the room was a wood coffee table with two black sofas on either side, just past that was my oak wood desk with two chairs in front of it and my chair behind it. On the desk were a small fan and a computer.
The two officers were sitting on the left couch. taking a seat across from them I start the conversation.
"Hello officers, I'm assuming this is about Mr. Dominics' death?"
"That is correct, we'd just like to ask you a few questions," the one on the right responded.
"Feel free to ask away," I said with a friendly smile.
"Is it true that you had predicted Mr. Dominics' death?" he paused "If so, how did you know that his life was in danger"
"It's true that I predicted his death. As for how I knew he was going to die, well I'm known for knowing things no one else does. for example, I know that in 3 minutes bombs are going to go off in the middle of the city, I know that in four hours several gas bombs will go off in new york, I know that you have two kids and a daughter on the way, I know that you were born on December third, 1997 at 12:51 AM, and that your mother's name is Octavia Alice. I know that you had tuna and rice for dinner last night and oatmeal for breakfast this morning." I answered, my smile gradually fading and my voice becoming more and more serious with each statement. "And I also think it's best that we go"
as soon as finished talking I stood up and walked back to the elevator and headed straight to the ground floor and walked out the building.